1. Oh how lovely the water lily raised up
And its blossoming bud shining radiantly

2. As if it were a crystal vase filled with mist
In its midst an illuminating emerald

3. And around it six tongues
Of silver perfectly crafted by a maker

4. Each bright white tongue
With a tip of blazing yellow

5. It stands on a green stem from its stalk
And each calyx bows down before it

6. The bowing of angels over the one
Whose call encompassed both the near and distant

7. That is the son of righteous servants, of noble lineage
Of lofty and exalted prestige

8. May his glory last for all time
Remaining as the envious bow down submissively